The southern coast of Spain is tropical desert.Tufts of tough-looking brush dot the rocky sand dunes. Hills of powdered heat.

On a rock nearby sits a dull gray sandpiper. He looks much like a pencil smudge on an otherwise colorful canvas. But his song is clear and piercing.And if sound had color, his song would be purple and gold....rising into the endless blue.

In case you're wondering...

This site is my online journal of my trip to Spain. I am working as a language assistant to a family in Madrid in exchange for room & board. This collection of writings and photos is "student-friendly"....well mostly. I was going to create a separate site, but thought, "what the heck", I'll just put it all out there on here.